JD Salinger hates Indiana Jones and is still alive

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Maybe this only interests me, or those of you who enjoy the works of author J.D. Salinger (Catcher in the Rye, Franny and Zooey). There’s an auction going on at Ebay right now where you can take home the above letter written by the author in 1981 to Janet Eagleson, whom the author carried on an affair with.

The bidding starts at $1,250 and the letter is estimated to be worth between $2,500-$3,000. So it’s not cheap but not expensive either.

However, the real news hear is that the author slags on of the greatest films ever in Raiders of the Lost Ark.

…The sight of summer in full swing has put me off ever since I can remember. Oddly, I work nicely or at least normally amidst all the greening and flowering and burgeoning. But correspondence falls off, goes to pot…on top of everything, the woodshed crew…have been here…leaving me rattly and pale, but with a shelter of sorts for some twenty cords of wood. As ugly a structure as any I’ve seen, with lots of shitty little space-filling fancy scroll-y crosspieces, said to be ‘functional’. No doubt it will take an esthetic turn for the better with a couple of good hard winters. I took the morning bus into Boston…to do what I almost never do…went to see some particular pictures in a gallery. The Pissarro exhibit…Have seen no good movies, except The Last Metro…I got hooked into seeing Raiders of the Lost Ark, which might be excused for its unwitty, unfunny awful socko-ness if it had been put together by Harvard Lampoon seniors…Hope to see yez [sic] one of these limbo summer days…

Boldness by us for emphasis. He closes the letter with the very emo-esque: “Have been in New York (I am the Man, I suffered, I was There.)

Seriously though, how do you hate on Raiders? Everything I ever felt for the author is now gone. Hyperbole, obviously, follows. He is dead to me, even though I assumed he had been dead for the past thirty years.

Wouldn’t it be kind of cool though if J.D. Salinger had a movie blog and no one knew it was him or it was one of those secrets that everyone knows about but no one will admit it? Especially the author in question. I don’t know why, but I like the image of him just writing for the simple pleasure of it alone in a house somewhere in the Vermont or New Hampshire woods.

Update: Sadly, the great J.D. Salinger has in fact passed away.

Comments on this entry are closed.

  • wayne veale June 9, 2008, 6:14 am

    furbush,you are a loser.who cares if he liked the stupid movie.

  • A May 1, 2008, 10:16 am

    By the time that movie came out, JD Salinger was a recluse who suffered from problems and anxiety due to his popularity and problems in his life. It is not surprising that he did not fal in love with the cheesey 1980s pop culture at the time.